Chapter 212: Penglai Immortal Island Biyou Palace
Meng Wei ignited a fire from the inside out, boiling with heat, and freed himself from the ice.
With everyone's concern, Meng Wei waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.
It's just extremely cold and frozen, as long as the mortal fire in his body is not extinguished, this level can't help him.
It's just a pity that Ao Guang has already entered the enchantment light curtain at this time, and the whole dragon jumped backwards and fled.
Therefore, Meng Wei didn't feel that he had scolded wrongly, this old dragon king, it is difficult to talk about other skills, and his escape kung fu is definitely first-class.
Angrily bombarded the enchantment for another moment, and he had no choice but to stop, I don't know where the power of this magic circle and enchantment came from, could it be possible to achieve such an eternal defense?
Is it the same as all kinds of fantasy, in the end, there will be an existence similar to the magic circle array eye or array flag.
Meng Wei led everyone to look around this enchantment for a long time, but unfortunately, no one knew this way, whether it was the demons or gods present.
"Alas, it's a pity that this matter is quite regrettable, I didn't finish it in one battle, I thought that my human race Xingtian Ancestor broke his dragon ball last time, and he couldn't recover his vitality in a short time, but I didn't expect this old dragon to be so decisive, and directly used his natal vitality to drive the broken dragon ball."
Perhaps, the old dragon king's life should not be extinguished.
It was also a smooth ride that paralyzed their nerves, remembering that they were in the archipelago merman clan, what was not good to learn, and learning from others to open champagne in the middle of the game.
Before the battle was over, he began to discuss the matter of sharing the spoils with the Jiao Demon King.
After all, the best time to kill was missed.
But it shouldn't be a big problem.
I have set up a backhand, and since the Dragon King appears here, then the Peng Bird who is responsible for intercepting it should be able to delay some time for them.
How long it can be delayed depends on how many people and horses the dragon king has prepared for help, and see if there will be any fish that slip through the net in the end.
Looking at the people who were dull, Meng Wei was not annoyed, showed a confident expression, and said confidently.
"Don't panic, you guys, this matter is also expected by Meng Wei, you can be stationed here first, set up an interception checkpoint, lest the East China Sea Sea Clan go out for help, Meng Wei needs to leave for a few days, and when I return, it will be the time when this realm is broken."
The Jiao Demon King and the Green Lion White Elephant glanced at each other, and arched their hands to show that they were following Meng Wei's plan.
Immediately, after appeasing and bidding farewell to the soldiers of the Water God Battalion, Meng Wei rose towards the sea.
Peng Bird, who was originally snoring, immediately felt the vast aura of the water god, climbed to the sky, and joined Meng Wei.
The two didn't say much, the flight mode was turned on, and they flew all the way in the direction of Penglai Immortal Island.
The magic circle and the enchantment are together, and it still depends on the power of the sect to take action.
There is a specialization in the art industry, he has gone through three teachings and nine streams, and he is good at overcoming the enemy with magic weapons, and at least three generations of disciples have been the main deputy before.
There are few disciples in the human sect, and there is only one Xuandu Grand Master who has only heard of his name forever and has not seen him, and the main direction is unknown.
And the formation together, it is naturally a means that the disciples of the Interception Sect are particularly good at, as if they do not set up the formation, these Interception Immortals will not fight, and occasionally there are a few people similar to Luo Xuan and Yuyi Immortals who attack with their own strength, which is also rare, and the mainstream Interception style looks unique.
This time on the island, Meng Wei was also extremely apprehensive in his heart.
In his impression, the Tongtian Sect Master was an overly arrogant, unreasonable, and extremely protective saint.
From the Yuan Shi Tianzun and the Quasi-Tidao people all took the initiative to find themselves, but this sectarian saint could guess one or two if he was indifferent.
Meng Wei didn't believe that he couldn't detect the changes in the two sects, but the Tongtian Sect Master would rather let the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit show favor and never show up, so he could get a glimpse of one or two personalities.
When I went to Biyou Palace this time, I could guess that this saint may not be so easy to deal with, and it is very likely that he will also play it right, and I don't know if he can fool the past.
Peng Bird's speed is extremely fast, leaving him little room to think.
After just an hour or two of contemplation, Penglai Immortal Island is close at hand.
Speaking of which, I have seen a lot of great powers before, and I went to the presence of the saint in person, this is the first time, and the quasi-Tidao person has been shouting to save himself to go to the west, but as a result, he doesn't know where the gate of Lingshan opens.
There is a white cloud in front of you, there is a fairy mountain on the fairy island, and there is a real immortal in the fairy cave, intercepting 48,000 machines, and you can pass through the sky with one hand.
The saint's dojo is naturally a crane soaring in the nine heavens, the fairy sound is floating from the colorful glow, and before it lands, you can see all kinds of immortal beasts and various calls of spirit beasts on Penglai Immortal Island.
Before he got closer, he only heard the sound of a mighty fairy in the sky.
"This is Penglai Immortal Island, not my disciples, this place is forbidden to the sky,"
"Who are you?"
When Meng Wei heard this, he immediately landed on the grass in the northeast of Xiandao, and looked at a strong man with golden hair and thick hair in the sky, looking like a lion, standing proudly in the sky, and realized the identity of the person in his heart.
The white elephant has been introduced, under the seat of the master of the Tongtian Sect, one of the seven immortals who are served, the golden light fairy, and the golden retriever.
"Shangxian, I am the Marquis Mengwei of the Northern Xinjiang of the Great Shang, invited by the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, to come to Biyou Palace to meet the Holy Saint, and I have not yet passed on to the immortals."
It was actually called by the master himself, and every two of the seven immortals served a Jiazi, Jin Guangxian, who had not paid attention to the affairs of the world for a long time, and also heard that the brothers who occasionally returned to the island had talked about this Meng Bohou, who was currently in the limelight in the world.
In addition, some time ago, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was ordered to go out, and she also took the sect leader's trapping immortal sword, and he and the golden hoop immortal horse happened to be in front of him.
Therefore, at this time, he didn't dare to be careless, and after confessing his guilt, he flew leisurely to Biyou Palace and preached his respects.
After being free, Meng Wei couldn't stop looking around.
Maybe it's because this is a saint's dojo, and the spirit beasts such as the fairy deer and the white fox here are not afraid of the approach of the living at all, but take the initiative to come forward and look at Meng Wei's figure curiously.
The green mountains and green waters, lush, the fairy spirit lingers, and the divine light appears.
It's a great place to retire.
With the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers, the combination of animals and natural aura, Meng Wei feels that just coming to this place, he will have a sense of relaxation.
So he made up his mind that if many things in the world were over in the future, he also wanted to join hands with his wife and children to find a blessed land where no one was around, so he could live a carefree life, farming and weaving, and return late.
This kind of life is actually quite comfortable.
Just think about it, at present, it seems that he can't leave at all.
I hope that after all his dreams return, he will still have the time and physical strength to enjoy these natural scenery at that time.
Thinking alone for a while, in this leisurely and beautiful fairy island, after leaving all the troubles and washing silently, Jin Guangxian finally came belatedly, and led Meng Wei to Biyou Palace after confessing his guilt.
"The master knows your intentions, and I invite you to go to Biyou Palace with me, and the master has something to tell you."
"The sage edicts, dare not obey, and ask the immortals to lead the way."
Jin Guangxian bowed slightly, and also landed on the ground, leading Meng Wei all the way towards the green mountains in the center of the island.
"Meng Bohou, this is the Penglai Immortal Mountain where Biyou Palace is located, there are nine layers of glazed Caixia on it, and there are 40,000 Dongtian immortal materials under it, and 30,000 immortal spirits in the blessed land, how is it compared to the world?"
Meng Wei felt like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, dizzying.
What kind of fairyland on earth is this, if you can take pictures of this place and keep it in the world, it is simply beautiful and unforgettable.
The place of fairy peace is nothing more than that, I originally thought that the master of Tongtian was like a film and television drama, living in a desperate situation of dry mounds, but now I know that film and television dramas are not shallow, and stereotypes are poisonous for a long time.
"The beauty of the world is not as magnificent as one-ten-thousandth of the fairy mountain, but there is one thing, and the fairyland will not appear here."
"Oh? What is in the mouth of Meng Bohou? ”
"Fireworks in the world!"
Jin Guangxian was stunned for a while, and said with a smile: "It's just some filthy turbid air, you are really joking, how can those be compared to Penglai Immortal Island, which the Sect has spent ten thousand years operating." ”
Meng Wei didn't argue, just nodded in agreement, everyone has their own white moonlight in their hearts, and he really yearns for a free and easy mountain pastoral life.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain.
It's just that he hopes to be able to protect those fireworks before experiencing the idyllic scenery.
The bluestone steps were a bit long, and Jin Guangxian did not urge, but led Meng Wei to slowly climb up step by step.
Looking at his pious appearance, it is hard to imagine that he will also enter the Buddha Gate in the future and become the mount of the people of Cihangdao.
The patience of the Tongtian Sect Master was also surprisingly good, and he didn't urge, so he let the two of them walk up on a pair of legs so slowly.
Both of them are vigorous people and immortals, but fortunately, the speed is still quite fast, and after a while, they slowly walked from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, and then climbed to a terrace.
There is a deep and quiet gate in front of the mountain gate, so naturally in the wilderness of the mountain forest, the red pillar climbs with green vines, and the plaque on the top is written with three big characters.
"Biyu Palace"
It's finally here.
Finally arrived at the dojo of the sectarian saint, the legendary top cave heaven blessed land immortal palace.
Jin Guangxian did not stop, and after nodding to the two majestic, leopard-headed and tiger-headed doormen at the door, he immediately took Meng Wei to the big terrace and walked towards the apse.
Finally, they stopped in front of a large hall in the back hall.
Jin Guangxian gently knocked on the door, and said softly: "Master Zhang, Northern Xinjiang Bohou Meng Wei brings!" ”
"Enter!"
A mysterious and mysterious, unknowing joy and sorrow of the flat voice sounded from the hall, Jin Guangxian pushed open the door, missed his body, and raised his hand to signal Meng Wei to enter.
With apprehension, Meng Wei slowly walked into the hall after all.
I saw that the empty hall didn't seem to be overly embellished, which didn't conform to Meng Wei's fantasy of the saint's dojo, the kind of carved beams and paintings, gold and jade, but a little more empty and simple.
"Look at what? Do you think that my Biyou Palace is not as bright as the Lingshan Elysium, or is it not as bright as the ethereal fairy spirit of the Jade Void Palace? ”
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(End of chapter)